Page 79 of Fiery Affection


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He’s hard and huge. I try to rise and reach for him, but he pushes me back down and rakes his fingers down my body to delve between my thighs, pushing into me.

I cry out as he smiles. “So fucking wet, Avah.”

“Nicolo, don’t—”

“Don’t what?” He starts to twist his fingers in me, curling them up as he uses them to slowly piston in and out of me. “Do this?”

“I . . .” I groan because it’s so good. I’m shimmering now, the place he’s stroking in me feels like heaven and the two fingers in me fills the emptiness, just a little. They’re big fingers, long, large, and I know I want more. He does too.

“Or do you want me to stop?”

He pulls out.

“I want you.”

“I know,Tesoro.” He flips me to my stomach, and I try once more to get up.

But he grabs my hips, and spreads my thighs. I’m on display to him and his hot breath is against my pussy. He licks me, his tongue a rough, wet, velvet glide against my folds. He suckles on my outer lips, using his fingers to push into me, to tease and beat against my clit.

I tremble as my body clenches on him as heat and need curl and pulse inside me.

Then he’s there, at my entrance, the broad head of his cock. Nicolo doesn’t wait. He pushes into me, slamming home, and I cry out at the huge invasion as he bottoms out.

It’s a dull, ricocheting pleasure-pain, and he does it again and again, pulling out and slamming back in. Rough and hard and deeper than I think he’s been.

I clutch at the bedding and roll my hips back, wanting more.

“You like that?”

“Yes, Nicolo.”

“You want more, Avah?”

“Oh, God, yes . . .”

He comes down on me, over me, pumping into me with those hard, sure strokes, and one of his hands curls down over my stomach, between my thighs to push and play with my clit. He pinches it, making me yowl with the heat and electric live wire that the move sets off.

All my nerves there come into bright and wild light, and I throb, my body rippling. He starts to pull it, little strokes and rubs that are too much and I have nowhere to go, to hide. I’m caught in him, between his hand, his body, his cock in me.

It’s not enough and I still have nowhere to go as he hammers into me, and works my clit until I don’t know what’s what anymore. Everything tingles, everything is so alive and needy.

“More, more, more. Make me yours.”

“Fuck, you are mine, Avah. All mine.”

He slams hard, and his cock twitches and pulses inside me as he comes, and that sets me off. I start to spasm as I shatter in pleasure.

When I come down, come back to myself I’m lying on my stomach, and he’s on me. I didn’t pass out, but the intensity took me over to the point that my entire body was awash, in another realm and it was just me and him and now . . . now I’m here, and his weight is on me, as he lazily thrusts in me, half hard, still huge.

Nicolo slows and stops. “I don’t want to leave you. I fucking love this. Being buried in you, Avah. You have a magic cunt.” Then his hand drifts up to my mouth, and he dips in. “And mouth.”

I close my eyes, drifting. “I love it too.”

That’s the naked truth.

* * *

I must pass out, because when I open my eyes I’m on my side, covers on me, and Nicolo is pacing, wearing only jeans that are unbuttoned.

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